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[Intro]
Ọ̀rẹ́ mi, listen close
I paint your name where the rain no reach
[Verse]
I met you by the bus stop, blue scarf, dusty shoes
You laughed at my bad English, said, “Boy, I still choose you”
I had no gold to promise, just a room and borrowed time
You brought your mother’s small radio, we shared one cup of lime
I paint your face on every wall my restless hands can find
Red for all the battles, gold for days we left behind
You called me “ololufemi,” I called you my safe place
But hunger wears a soldier’s coat and war can change a face
[Pre-Chorus]
Ma ṣe lọ, don’t leave me in the smoke
I held your letter tightly till the paper nearly broke
If love be a weapon, then we both came unprepared
I saw tomorrow burning, still I found you standing there
[Chorus]
I be painter, painting us in colors that the night can’t take
Blue for your tears, red for my mistakes
You said, “Hold me, ọmọ mi,” while the whole world shook apart
Now I paint your name in silence on the ceiling of my heart
I be painter, but I couldn’t paint the bullet from the sky
Couldn’t make the river turn, couldn’t teach goodbye
If heaven keep a gallery, save one frame for you and me
Two young souls in one small room, before the tragedy
[Trap Verse]
Yeah, street full of siren, mama praying by the gate
I was counting all my blessings, then I watched them turn to weight
No be movie, no be rumor, I saw fear inside your eyes
You said, “Promise me you’ll live,” while the sunset lost its light
I had your voice note saved beneath a cracked phone screen
“Jẹ́ k’á lọ,” you were laughing, like escape was still a dream
Now the boys talk war and every corner knows my name
But what is victory without you? Just another kind of pain
I mix the ash with yellow, make a portrait from the dust
Every stroke becomes a question: was it fate or was it us?
I could fight a thousand soldiers, I could conquer any town
But the hardest war is waking when your picture’s upside down
[Bridge]
Oluwa, carry her gently where the loud guns cannot reach
Tell her I kept every promise, even the ones I couldn’t speak
And if my hands keep shaking, let the brush become my prayer
I will paint until the morning finds a little mercy there
[Final Chorus]
I be painter, painting us in colors that the night can’t take
Blue for your tears, red for my mistakes
You said, “Hold me, ọmọ mi,” while the whole world shook apart
Now I paint your name in silence on the ceiling of my heart
I be painter, and your memory is brighter than the flame
Every wall inside this city carries something of your name
If love is war, then losing you was more than I could bear
Still I paint you into sunrise, still I meet you everywhere
[Outro]
Ma ṣe sunkún, my love, I’m still here in every shade
Ọ̀rẹ́ mi, sleep softly now—the final portrait’s made
Details
GeneratedSep 5, 2026
Duration3:59
LanguageEnglish
Style
Nigerian Afro-trap, melodic street-pop groove, mid-tempo swung drums, deep rounded 808 bass, crisp rimshots and shakers, sparse minor-key piano, mournful electric guitar phrases, atmospheric pads, male lead with warm raspy tenor, fluid Pidgin delivery with tasteful Yoruba phrases, intimate verses and a dramatic anthemic chorus, polished but gritty vocal mix, restrained autotune, wide chorus harmonies, cinematic tension from tenderness into heartbreak
Credits
Prompt by
Laagz
LaagzModelAria v5.5
Prompt
Nigerian Afro trap melodic Pidgin +Yoruba street vibe, story- love , war, tragedy , poetry
Title - “painter”
[short verse, Trap verse]
male
